Hina's body felt like a dream. It supple, warm, and dangerously soft. Her skin, smooth like silk, pressed enticingly against him, and there was something else, something impossible to ignore… a scent. Sweet and heady, it wrapped around Kouhei like a drug, sinking into his senses with every breath he took.
It was the scent of a succubus—thick with allure, laced with something wickedly enticing.
Kouhei felt a wave of dizziness as if his mind were melting under the weight of that arousing fragrance. His heartbeat pounded in his ears. He couldn't think, couldn't move, only feel.
Across from him, Hina's eyes sparkled with playful malice. She licked her lips slowly, deliberately, her tongue gliding over them in a motion soaked in seduction. The transformation into her succubus form had intensified everything about her. She wasn't just beautiful. She was dangerously irresistible. Her body radiated a sensual heat that made it nearly impossible not to get hard just from looking at her.
